I wonder how your eyes since yearned for me... not yearning, but yearning so much.
A month ago under moonlight sheets of your solace, I held you together felt the warmth of your skin. I never wanted to show it so I kept it hidden beneath your frozen emotions and cursed sentiments.
And now at this very moment, I feel unwanted or perhaps it felt like you longed for me long enough
To emerged brave
To put myself out there
Looking at the same ducts where I lived a thousand days
Right across from another sight
Wish I could have your arms to keep me warm in the cold I feel towards dreams, reality, and everything in between. It's as if something in me longs for something I can't grasp, maybe its something I lost or something I have yet to discover...
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